Statues
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Last published Mon, Oct 8, 2018
"Nathaniel Tuckerman. Aged eighteen years. Aspiring artist."
Have you ever wondered how those famous Ancient Grecian statues turned out to be so realistic? In 'Statues', Nate finds out exactly how, and is given two options:
1. Die
or
2. Join a mysterious group of people who have been around since Ancient Greece and who kill for an unknown purpose.
The fear of death is a strong one, isn't it?
NOTE: if this story has any relation to someone else's work, it is PURELY coincidental. Thanks!
Also, there's slight language. If you're sensitive to that, I wouldn't recommend you continue reading.
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